jannat....

Alternate Universe

102 pages 

10316 words 

Intro

So, I wrote a book to describe my life but mainly to describe the roughness of my teenage years. It's about how we put ourselves in a bubble to escape reality and run away from the crap that goes on in life. The truth is this book is written from a teenage aspect of love, but it applies to any kind of loss, even death. People cope in different ways, but usually, it never starts with acceptance. 

The thing about me is that I feel a lot. Everything I wrote was from the bottom of my heart. I care too much. I love to work hard. I forget people come and go. I forget that life revolves, not stays in one place forever. I try to find stability in other people, but I forget that I have a life ahead of me to find stability in myself first. 

I wrote what I could, but not everything. But even after all the pain that I wrote into words, I'd still love with my eyes. I'd still love the same. I'd do it all over again just to cherish the love and happiness I felt in that moment. And even after everything, I'd still want it the same way as before. The type of light that shines even when its pitch dark.

Contents Description

The sun gave me hope, but the hope was false. In Alternate Universe, the sun is seen as both a good thing as it gave me something to hold on to when it was cold, but it is also seen as stopping me from moving on to something better. 

The water is all my pain. As it rained, it used to help clean the pain off, but some days, it worsened me. The water was something I loved so much, but the thing is that every time I went close to it, it drowned me.

The moon was my light. Unlike the sun, It told me the truth, even if that meant that there was no hope. The moon was true to me. The moon wanted what was best for me, pushing me to move on most times. 

The wind was my savior. The wind made me cold so I would wake up from my dream. She was my pushback to reality. She looked out for me. She pushed me back from things that would hurt me more.